Romans & histoires Bos 21

The house now resembled a battlefield, with broken furniture strewn about, adding to the chaotic scene. Entering the room, Anita found Father Bosco standing defiantly. She chuckled, "You are indeed stubborn, aren't you? I am willing to spare your life. All I require is the source of the power you wield against witches and how you obtained it." He smiled, hands concealed behind his back. "Really? Is that all you seek?" "I'm certain you don't wish to meet your end, Father Bosco. Trust me, it's not worth it," she warned. He laughed, causing Anita to tilt her head in amazement, pondering how he could find amusement in such dire circumstances.

Carlos bowed slightly and tapped the plug in his ear, firing instructions over the Bluetooth device, "When I give you a sign, you fire immediately. If you miss the target, your families will cease to hear from you as well." And over the Bluetooth, voices echoed in unison, "noted, boss."

"You'll do fine, Kamara." Busiswa assured me through the phone . I was already imagining the worst case scenario. Waking up late. Forgetting my name when asked to introduce myself to the class, tripping and falling flat on the floor in the hall ... Making a huge mess of things with my silence. Being too weird to fit in . Oh, I could go on and on.

Something uncontrollable, something possessive. Something beautiful.

the only word that is able to get out of his lips. Evan didn't dare to argue with the boss, because Evan knows very well that during this time between his boss and the Erika-like eve of the cold war that is strong enough. But the cold war because of what? Evan also don't know. Which Evan know, just Erika is the legal wife of Jimmy Andrean Adinata is not more than that. To be continued ...

Jayson muttered sarcastically, throwing himself back into his chair while Blake looked like he was practically asleep on the sofa. "Alpha James is leading the attack. There are seven packs involved in total, that includes James' pack. It will happen in two days time before the sun has even risen," I stated. "How do you know this? Are you working with him?" Jayson shouted and I noticed the change in his eyes as they shifted from their usual blue to black within a matter of seconds. His fists were clenching at his side and, though I was terrified because I knew he was seconds away from shifting and murdering me, I still held myself and didn't let him know that I was terrified.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Hugging him, in fact, had been quite an experience, but then countless thoughts came to my mind. He is my bosses' son. He is my bosses' son... I repeated that phrase several times in my mind. He was certainly Mr. Scott's son, feeling or imagining something inappropriate with him would be disrespectful. Besides, I didn't want Mrs. Taylor to end up being right. The lights in the apartment unexpectedly went out. It seemed that the storm had caused a blackout. Oh God. Everything was in darkness, and I could barely see anything except for the reflections of lightning invading the apartment through the glass windows. I walked slowly towards the kitchen exit, afraid of bumping into something. It wa

I asked hazily, "I thought I had to get married to pass this dungeon…" "Yeah. You have to marry the Sea God." Cyrus' lips kept trailing south the whole time. I could vaguely see a red tuxedo materializing on his upper body. That was when I suddenly recalled the Sea God's statue in the chapel. It had countless tentacles forming its lower body. Did that mean Cyrus was the Sea God? My boyfriend wasn't just an NPC in the survival game—he was also the final boss? As soon as that thought popped into my mind, I felt myself getting enveloped by the water and the tentacles. I could also hear Cyrus' enchanting voice.

It had a chequered front strap, double diamond grips, stainless steel and engraved frame, polished gold finish of the Wilson Combat Classic Super grade handgun. Eden had seen it in Malakai's hands multiple times and absolutely loved it. In all honesty, she was just taking it now to piss Malakai off, and trust me, it worked. Malakai was fuming, Eden was going to be a lot to handle, he could already tell. He knew she would not be easy to control, and that was an understatement. Eden had become one of his best too. By the time Malakai reached his office, Eden was long gone.